Cameron – 17, Chase – 13, Foreman – 14, House –20
Sorry this has taken so long! Not much going on in this chapter, but it is important to the story... so, yeah. It's also helping me slip back into my 'Boredom Battle' shoes after not writing for so long.
Ten minutes later the Ducklings and Wilson had crowded around the whiteboard up in the conference room. As the younger doctors explained the situation to him, Wilson let out a whimper and continued to rub his backside.
"What have you done?" he squeaked. "Do you have any idea how serious this is? It's catastrophic!" His eyes widened in terror.
Cameron and Foreman's expressions were slightly sceptical. Chase blinked.
Wilson's rubbing of his butt became rougher as he grew more agitated. "What on earth possessed you? Why would you want to include him? It's a recipe for disaster!"
Wilson was beginning to sound hysterical, so Cameron took control. She held out her hand to silence him. "Let's get one thing straight. We didn't mean to include him. He found the list and invited himself to play along." She told the Oncologist sternly. Foreman and Chase murmured their agreement whilst shooting sour looks at each other.
Wilson sighed and pulled up a seat, giving an involuntary yelp as he sat down. "So what do you plan to do about it?" he asked in a calmer tone of voice.
Cameron opened and closed her mouth several times without producing an answer. At a loss, she turned to her colleagues. Foreman shrugged apologetically. Chase blinked.
"Well, you can do one of two things." Wilson offered. You can let him go and hope he gets bored, or you can try to beat him at his own game."
Chase opened his mouth in indignation (it wasn't House's game!), but Foreman got in first.
"Shut up Chase!"
Wilson nodded in appreciation and continued speaking while Foreman and Chase continued to shoot daggers at each other.
"Personally I'd recommend the latter. Letting House go would be particularly disastrous, considering he has an unlimited attention span when something involving so much mischief is concerned. Especially when it annoys Cuddy. But then, both options will have the same overall result: He'll make it hell for you. The choice is yours. Choose wisely – it could be your last." Wilson ended gravely. Foreman and Cameron blinked. Chase grinned stupidly.
"I think House pinched you a little too hard, Wilson! Haha!" Cameron shut him up by backhanding him across the shoulder, though the blonde doctor continued to grin.
"So…" Wilson added, eyeing Chase warily. "What do you say?"
"I think we should work together to beat House. You never know, he could respect us for it." Foreman suggested bravely. They all agreed, although none of them actually believed House would respect them.
"I also think that Cameron is our strongest player, so she should do it." He added, promptly pushing her forward.
"Gee, it's nice to know you've got my back Foreman." She scowled.
"Will you do it, Cameron?" Wilson asked.
She considered it for a moment. Playing against House meant…playing against House. What if she made him mad? What if she damaged his ego by beating him, and he hated her? What if she had to pinch his ass again?
"I'll do it."
"WHAT?" House roared from the corridor.
The four of them jumped. As they glanced outside Wilson's hand flew to his backside.
House was standing in front of Cuddy, his face inches from hers.
"Dr House there's no need to yell" She warned him, her tone low and dangerous. As usual, House was completely unaffected by this.
"I can't hear you! You'll have… to…. speak… UP!" He yelled, motioning stupidly with his free hand. Cuddy's eyes were narrow slits in her reddening face. Picking up on the warning signs, Foreman hurried forth and shut the door. Three pairs of eyes were on Cameron, who stood motionless in the middle of the room.
"Oh this is going to be fun." She groaned as House's deafening roars were accompanied by Cuddy's administrative caterwauls.
I am writing the next chapter now, but I'm not sure how it's going to end so if you have any suggestions that would be great.